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"You too, my girl."
Dad sighed. "Will you two just hug it out already? I feellike you both need it."
We laughed and did just that then gently pulled Dad in too.
It was possibly—no, it wasdefinitelythe best hug ever.
"So, am I allowed to sleepin here?" I asked. "The nursesat the front desk seemed really strict about the only one overnight visitor policy."
"It's fine," Dad said. "The nurses love me."
"He's not wrong. They do."Mom scoffed. "And sleep? Who's needs that? I want to hear all about what's been going on with you."
"But you and Dad already know everything."
"Do we though?"
I felt my brow furrow as she stared at me.
"Isn't there something you may have forgotten to tell us?" she prompted.
"Like what?" I said.
"Oh I don't know… maybe AF? Otherwise known as Ferora?"
My eyes widened before I could stop them, and she pointed at my face.
"Yes, I know all about it."
"How?" I asked.
She shrugged. "I may or may not have joined an onlinegroup."
"You what?"
"She's been very active on it too," Dad said with a yawn. "Your mom's a top fan."
Shaking my head, I asked her, "Why would you do that?"
"Well," she said, "since you never mentioned it, I felt like I had to."
Mom's eyes were sparkling with interest, and the stubborn set to her mouth let me know I wouldn't be getting out of this until I spilled my guts.
"Clayton, you sleep while we talk," she said.
"But I want to hear about Ferora too."
"And you will," she said, tucking the covers around him, laying agentle kiss on his forehead. "You know I'll tell you whatever I learn."
"Awesome," I muttered.
"You are the best wife," he said.
"I know," Mom said.
Ten seconds later, Dad was fast asleep.
"I want to hear everything," Mom said.
